The Wheat and the Weeds


The weeds among the wheat.
There seems to be a lot these days.
The sower did sow good seeds
And yet there those who’ve gone astray.

We pray the Lord of the Harvest
To still recreate these into good
To avoid being thrown into the fire
And instead still be served as food

But plants do not transform
From one kind into another
Once a weed always a weed
No changing whatsoever

People are not plants
That cannot change at all
With God’s help and grace
we can always rise up whenever we fall

“Let both of them grow together until the harvest;
and at harvest time I will tell the reapers,
‘Collect the weeds first and bind them in bundles to be burned,
but gather the wheat into my barn.’ ” 


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